Week 2
I'm getting bored out of my mind, their has to be a villian some were, i've tried running around the city but can still find nothing.
Guess barrowing somebody's car's not a problem, joking im not a bd person im a citizen.
Know that i've mention it the student council club hates me for some reason, probably because I acualy hurt some one from the inside not the outside, I apoligize so I literaly gave the innocent by passer literaly good luck for the whole month with couple hundreds of dollars, to much money could cause an out rage.
Their are day's when accident's happen from me, luckly i've never killed anybody.
Just wondering thoughts can pursue your thinking, just like thinking about who she or he can do this and that, basic human needs.
Just amagin the humans all turn to stone instead power users, and talking frogs bieng our teacher, know thinking about that it makes me sound like a weirdo.
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Their are times I try to exspress emotion's it is not that easy, believe me!.
Ever since age 5 my parent's thought I was one of those loner smart kids who'd grow up by their self, but boy did not know ever since having an overpowered power would only last a full one week.
I'd be happy if their was a a demon posser who could withstand building bieng head crushed towards them.
When I was little their would be these Demon posser who'd be basicly overpowerd believe it or not, these so called special heroes would someday fall down due to a Demon posser who had broken the power law by physicaly and mentaly controlling over hundreds of powers, by none other then killing heroes or other demon posser powers, believe it or not he the Famouse guy had the ability to steal power's from killing low level powers firstbecause thats how his power worked.
That man mysteriousely unkown and still to this day is beluieved to be morphing as normal by passer's, his best power that ran down in his other blood member were fooling the minds of those innocent's people we see every day in our lives, and that is why I always put pure luck on my self if I ever were to be killed behind my back.
Let's see what I was about to say, oh it was that I'd be kindly be glad to enjoy the academy, to just play around.
No im not a villian, but again killing the whole school academys students would only take an matters of seconds.
Even someone powerfull like me have to be carefull when actung tough, this is why i'm writing a diary of this.
Aperantly this guy withought a name, let's call him Mister stranger, lived up to up to two hundreds year's, same dude who've got the hundreds or powers from killing people mainly heroes fresh upcoming and old heroes.
If words get about me he might just be the slightest inch to get me on my knees, let's say were playing chest or boxing each other, know that I think about it, i'm dying of boredom let's spice the game, starting from this day on the streets will hear my names from a millions of miles.
Of course i've never told my parent's about this mainly because they always from child both had heart attacks when it came to news.